Letter To My Block

(Jelly, where the bread at?)

Hmm, this a letter to my block

It's been a while since I seen your face

How you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place

Just so you know, you haven't been replaced

'Cause I still think of you now like nothing has changed

Life's goin' good, can't complain, wished that paper came

Rap made the fame, couple died just to make a name

You ain't gotta rap, get that bag, dog, go make a lane

I ain't gotta cap, look in my eyes, you could see the veins

Still gainin' every way, no excuses every day

I be workin' over hard, tryna knock the ones ahead of me

30 plaques, better year, platinum for my resume

Over knew I'm goated, but I be still tryna better me

We grew up on MedicAid, me and Ryer boo'd up

I was runnin' 'round since I'm young, puttin' them tools up

Middle out of my crowd, to have fun, we'll bruise ya

Perky bite down, just fine, no abuser

Trench kid sounds, every one of 'em gotta feel this

That block, it taught me, if he fall, he the realest

Traveled overseas, over blessed, I got to leave

Shouldn't have brainwashed some of my niggas, I could feel it

Letter to my block (it's been a while since I seen your face)

Love you deeply, shit don't stop (how you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place)

I ain't lyin', know I feel for the trenches (just so you know, you haven't been replaced)

Add 'em up, I spent some mils on the trenches (guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed)

This a letter to my block (it's been a while since I seen your face)

Love you deeply, shit don't stop (how you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place)

I ain't lyin', know I feel for the trenches (just so you know, you haven't been replaced)

Add it up, I spent some mils on the trenches (guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed)

Niggas dissin', this shit add up (add up)

Double shootin', one of 'em diss the gang, get tagged up

Everyone in competition, this shit mad sus

Swear the trenches sell you dreams and you gassed up

I thought everyone gon' ride, I thought everyone gon' be here by my side

Imagine we would kill our opps and never die

I thought he would never tell

They gon' cap, you still get lonely in that cell

Ain't nobody got no money for your bail

I done took so many L's (L's), L's for the block

Disrespect Smelly, know them shells gon' pop

Growin' up on Scully, went from dicin' for the guap

Car come through, don't make it hot

Keep on talkin', don't you stop, no

Gotta keep it, opps might come through, let a shot go

Gotta addicted, first time hittin' a lick, I got dough

20 up, I came a long way, I'm Macho

You don't gotta fuck with me at stock, though

Letter to my block (it's been a while since I seen your face)

Love you deeply, shit don't stop (how you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place)

I ain't lyin', know I feel for the trenches (just so you know, you haven't been replaced)

Add 'em up, I spent some mils on the trenches (guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed)

This a letter to my block (it's been a while since I seen your face)

Love you deeply, shit don't stop (how you been? I'll admit, I've really missed this place)

I ain't lyin', know I feel for the trenches (just so you know, you haven't been replaced)

Add it up, I spent some mils on the trenches (guess I still think of you now like nothing has changed)

Boom, boom, boom

Feel for the trenches

Add it up, I spent some mils on the trenches

(Jelly, where the bread at?)